Saturday, August 26, 2017

There have been a number of remarkable
experiences in my life, but most of these pale in comparison to the
experience I had at the Eclipse of Disclosure conference.
This was the first conference I have ever been to, and yet I felt as
though I had known many of the people there for many lifetimes.

This trip to McCloud, California was
significant in more ways than I can count, but I will do my best to
give a description of the various experiences I had.

Generosity

I cannot tell you how many instances
that occurred on the way to and from Mt. Shasta that seemed to defy
logic and contrasted nearly every expectation I had. These occurrences each had a
significant impact in my life and made my trip even more amazing.

This started with the fact that I was
invited to the conference and had my way paid for. Initially, I did
not even think I would be able to go, and was only planning on
watching a few videos of the conference when they became available.
Then, Roger Richard—one of the kindest and most generous guys I
know—offered to give me a ticket and camp site even though I could
not afford either of these.

Up until this point, I had been
avoiding airplanes altogether and staying close to home due to health
issues. I did not know if my health and strength would hold up
through the week and yet somehow, they did. Though I had to live on
a steady diet of Extra Strength Tylenol, I was intent upon making the trip happen.

On top of the kindness and generosity
of the Eclipse of Disclosure crew, I was able to rely on the kindness of my
audience to help me get to McCloud and back. It was amazing to see,
and I am extremely humbled by the generosity of so many people.

When I arrived at the camp site the first evening, I was
exhausted. I am not used to being on my feet for any extended period
and was anxious to get to sleep. I would find that the ground only
consisted of hard gravel and the conditions were not the best for
someone with pain issues. I endured one night, but after that, I
couldn't handle it.

It was only then that I found that
Justin Deschamps and other members of the EoD panel were all staying in a
cabin and had room on their couch for one extra person. These amazing
souls let me stay with them and made my time in McCloud hundreds of
times better. These remarkable people felt a lot like soul family
and could relate to my life experience on many different levels.

Miracles

The miracles just kept coming, one
after another. I had ask for divine assistance before the trip ever
began and there were constant signs that someone (or someones) were
definitely helping me get to where I needed to go. The first
demonstration of this was to see how I was able to book a flight to
my destination even though the first three attempts to book my trip failed
and had to be canceled.

I was working with a travel agency that
turned out to be based out of India. They were kind and all, but
they could not make transactions fast enough to keep any reservation
for the trip. So after three attempts fell through, I decided to
make my own. Also, throughout the whole process of booking the trip,
I was actually guided by random a YouTube video to pay close attention to my travel details and to double check
flight times and destinations. (This video was actually about the exact city my flight was destined for.) If I had not, I would have been
stranded in a different city altogether.

To add, there were so many people that were
surprisingly kind on my journey. Most of these people weren't even
paid to help me. They were just common people and they were as kind
as can be. Sure there were a couple of exceptions, but the majority
of people were amazing. From gas station attendants to random people
at the airport, and locals in small-town McCloud, it was as though I
was already living in new Earth. It was a remarkable thing to
behold.

There was opposition throughout this
trip, but all of the opposition was largely mitigated. I was
protected from any extremely negative consequence. For instance, the
airport checking register at Chicago O'Hare ended up malfunctioning
and I was allowed to check two bags for the price of one. On another
occasion after the conference, I was basically stood up by my Airbnb host who never showed and never communicated with me.

I was left without a place to stay for
the night in the middle of Oakland. I had to book a motel overnight
to make my flight back home in the morning. Fortunately the
corporate office of Airbnb reimbursed me completely and even paid
for my hotel and food expenses. The whole situation turned out to be
a blessing in disguise and ended up saving me money.

Perhaps one of the most amazing
occurrences was how the Avis car rental check-in attendant gave me a
break. I had a terrible time trying to make my way through the rough
neighborhoods of Oakland and did not know my way around. I needed to get to San Francisco and find a gas station, but was mentally and physically exhausted to do
so efficiently. I could not find a gas station anywhere and time was
running out. Finally, I found a gas station and waited in line for a
long time for my turn at the pump. However, when I got to the pump, my credit card didn't work. I swiped and swiped—sometimes slowly and sometimes more quickly, but nothing worked.

This has never happened before with
this card. I simply could not understand what was going on. The card had plenty of money on it and did not appear damaged in any way, but still nothing worked. Finally, I surrendered to the notion of paying the full price of
$10 per gallon for not filling my tank after agreeing to prior to the
rental. Then I met a compassionate car checker who heard my
situation and gave me a huge break. He did not require me to pay for gas
and didn't charge me any penalty for failing to fill it. I was
beside myself, and could not believe how fortunate I was to have had
this man check my car. (He most definitely has some good karma coming
his way.)

I was beside myself, I couldn't believe
what was happening. This guy saved me hundreds of dollars, and even
though my ankles were killing me and my head was spinning from
exhaustion and lack of nourishment, I felt much better about my
situation in Oakland. I was able to find a cab to get me everywhere
I needed to go before my flight the next day.

Opposition

Since I first decided to go on this
trip to EoD, I had experienced numerous instances of palpable
opposition. The most tangible of these was a consistence pain or
pressure in my chest every time I tried to make plans for my journey.
If I chatted about my trip online or attempted to make reservations,
I immediately began to have chest pains as though someone was
squeezing my heart. This was a normal occurrence and in combination
with other issues, this convinced me that this trip was very significant for myself and many others.

There were times when flights were
delayed, key transportation was almost missed, and plans were almost
ruined, but there was always some higher benefit to these
difficulties. There were even instances where I was etherically
attacked, but these attacks were used for the sake of a positive
outcome. It turned out that throughout my trip, I was so heavily
bogged down with these attacks that I could barely keep myself
together. I was left vulnerable to massive onslaught on an energetic
level and this even caused physical difficulty in my interactions at
times. However, even this difficulty was able to benefit all of
those involved in so many ways.

The Download

There was occurrence on this trip that
had a way of aligning to teach me several big lessons in a very short
period of time. It started when I first arrived in McCloud, CA and reached a
crescendo following the eclipse. The day of the eclipse was an amazing time, only I
didn't appreciate just how much so until several days after.

The conference was amazing in so many
different ways. The people were conscious in ways I had never seen.
The speakers were full of insight and knowledge to easily impress any
audience, and the atmosphere can only be described as otherworldly.
The experience was largely beyond words.

It was as though numerous souls who had
spent many past lives together were finally coming together, pooling
their resources and skill to accomplish an extremely significant
task. This task is not yet fully known, but by my observation, it
seems to be multifaceted and potentially impactful on a very large
scale.

Personally I thought that I was at
Shasta to hear a great conference, to meet good people and to network
with like minds. I was there for these reasons, but as I would find
out, I was in for a lot more than I bargained for.

It hit me on Monday afternoon, the day
of the eclipse. I had been feeling a strange sense of nostalgia
during the meditation. The mediation itself was amazing and filled
with a palpable energy. You could feel it tingling on your face, in
your hands and feet. On top of this sensation, the pain I usually
feel in my ankles began to subside, allowing me to walk more easily
for a time.

Later that day, the feeling of
nostalgia from before became more extreme. As I sat soaking in the
view just outside our cabin window, I felt and saw a vision. This
vision showed me a past/future life that I did not want to
experience. It felt old, out of place and very distasteful. I was
not sure what I was looking at, but the moment I decided to
experience something different, the universe began knocking on my
door, so to speak.

I can only describe this sensation as a
gargantuan question about my desired future experience. In that moment
I changed identities several time, or so it seemed. I did not feel
like the Me from one moment to the next, and I have not felt like
myself since then.

At that point, I was sitting in this
living area while Justin Deschamps and Jeremy McDonald worked on
their laptops. These two were patient enough to sit with me as I
talked my way through my experience. The information was coming way
too fast to type and far too fast to hand write. Conversation was
the only way I could communicate all that was happening to me.

Afterward, I was not the same. I was
out of my element, and after an insightful Tarot reading from Teresa
Yanaros, I was anticipating more internal changes. I just didn't
know what type. According to the reading, I had lots of energy to
process and resolve, and apparently I chose to do so at a rapid pace.
Later on that evening, I would find out what that truly meant.

Overall, this download was a very
intense process. It started with an overwhelming feeling of
opportunity and possibility. I told the people sitting with me that
I felt like the universe was asking me a question of what I wanted
out of my next life experience. It was a chance to build a life for
myself like never before.

In that moment, I learned that the
universe does not at all need to speak English or any language in order to
communicate specific messages. This communication was based completely upon feeling and emotional
prompting. It was an amazing experience. I remember laughing like a
fool because of how happy I was knowing without question that what I
manifested will come to pass. I know this because I created it while
completely respecting free will.

There is much more to the message I
received, but that seems to be unconscious knowledge at present.
This was as gift from the mountain, as some call it. There were
stories of the need to be sitting in a certain place on the mountain
in order to receive such a download. Apparently, all that was needed
was an armchair.

Firsts and Facing Fears

This trip was very significant
because it represented a number of firsts and milestones in my life.
My journey to Mt. Shasta consisted of my first ride in an airplane,
my first drive through mountain country, not to mention my first
conference. These were not simply firsts, however. Many of these
experiences represented my opportunity to concur various fears that I was still hanging onto.

I have always been extremely afraid of
heights to the point where I would instantly become dizzy if there
were any danger of falling. If I was on a high place and there was
no rail, I would begin to suffer severe vertigo and would not be able
to stand up straight. So naturally when I got in a plane for the
first time and took my seat, I was a little nervous.

Things were looking fine until takeoff.
I was maintaining composure well as I normally do. However, when it
came time to get moving, that's when the nerves started. I got the
whole thing on video, against my better judgment, but thought that my
readers my enjoy sharing my short moment of anxiety during my first
plane ride.

After takeoff, I still had a large
amount of anxiety. After about an hour and a half, I began to calm
down and got up the courage to look out the window. The guy sitting
next to me during the first trip was pretty cool. He let me take a few
pictures out the window even though he had the window seat. He even told
me about what I might expect to see as we flew over the state of
California.

After that first flight, I am now a pro
at flying cross country, sort of. I still haven't gotten the hotel
thing down yet, but we're making progress. The second fear I faced
was driving through mountain roads at highway speeds of 70 mph, plus.
This was not at all easy initially. I was overwhelmed by the
scenery and kept looking upward to see if anything was falling on me.

Looking back, my fear was a bit
ridiculous, but at the time, the danger seemed real. I remember
pulling over in anger because I assumed that I had taken a wrong turn
when I came to mountains. But I was actually going the right
direction. It was just that I was too afraid to proceed at first.
It was as though I was facing the five stages of grief as I made my
way to Shasta. This may have been some sort of preparation for my
download/epiphany experience.

It seems that Mt. Shasta was not only a
trip; it was a sort of initiation and a rite of passage of some
kind.

Family

The sense of familiarity and belonging with the people there were beyond word. It was as though many of us
knew each other in past lives and were reuniting at this event. This
was the first time I met any of these people and yet I felt like I
had always known them. Some of the moments of synchronicity were
unreal. It was as though we were somehow connected on an intrinsic
level and were only speaking outwardly for appearances.

This experience was like nothing I have
ever encountered and as many have shared, on some level, it feels as though we are each still there. Many of my new-found friends
have told me that they still feel as though part of them is back at
the mountain and that this gathering of higher consciousness is still
occurring. At higher densities, I do not doubt that it is.

It feels as though we were each meant
to meet at this conference. Nearly everyone that I talked to who went said
that they somehow felt called to this place prior to arriving.
I myself had dreams of coming to the mountain either on foot or
flying like superman. In short, I felt that I had to be there, and I
broke through multiple emotional barriers to make the journey. This journey
was not without opposition and negative attempts at sabotage, but I
and we overcame these.

The Mission

It can be easy to look at the need for
change in our world and then to simply sit back and wait for someone
else to create positive change. We have commonly waited for those on
a screen to tell us what to do and when to act. Even in our
activism, we have a tendency of waiting for others to show us the way. Yet in all of
these, we have always had the power to make a positive difference in
the world by our own initiative.

Disclosure is not an occurrence that
happens in some unknown point in the future. Disclosure is happening
right now, through us and by our initiative. We are the disclosure
we have been waiting for, and it is our job and our duty to this
planet to bring the truth into the full view of the entire world.
This is the only way, the truth will be known—not by some
government, not by some religious organization or a corporate entity,
but by our collective will to reveal and to know the entirety of the
truth.

I believe one of the reasons why this
meeting of divine souls at Mt Shasta took place was because it was
time. It was time for the activists to get started and time for all
of us to combine, unify and galvanize our energy and intentions to
create the greatest outcome imaginable for all people of the world.
This is the end to all secrecy that enslaves us. This, I believe, is
our mission and we are more than capable of completing it.

The journey to Mt. Shasta, the unforgettable experiences and challenges that I faced, and the bonds that were formed at the Eclipse of Disclosure conference were each miracles in and of themselves, and I am forever blessed to take part in these.

Stay tuned for Part 2 of my experience at Shasta where I plan to cover the various lessons and disclosure we heard from each speaker there.

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